Chapter 70 If you're going to die, don't die in someone else's house.
Although she didn't understand much, she could tell that the fabric of their clothes was nowhere near as good as hers.
"Who is Mengmeng?"
A woman walked into the house; she seemed to be blind.
Chang Yi's heart sank to the bottom. They were all women, how could they possibly take in two grown men?
Besides, this place is so remote, would there be any cell phones here?
His phone was lost a long time ago.
Even if it wasn't lost, it must have been ruined by soaking in water.
Chang Yi gritted his teeth and bent his knees, startling the mother and daughter who were communicating in their dialect.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Chang Yi lowered his head and pleaded in a hoarse voice, "We won't go inside, we'll just rest here for a while. Could we borrow your needle and thread so I can treat my brother's wound?"
This place is indeed very remote. Although there are many single-story houses, they are all dilapidated.
I chose to knock on this door because it looked like someone lived there.
"Get up quickly, we didn't say you couldn't come in."
“My name is Ye Mengmeng. My mother is blind. I need to inform her if there are outsiders in the house.”
"Um, is it alright if you stay in the outer room?"
Chang Yi stood up and nodded: "Thank you."
After entering the house, he felt his pockets, then Xu Si'an's pockets, and finally took off his watch: "Here, take this. Although the watch is damaged by water, it should still be worth a lot of money if you sell it."
Ye Mengmeng waved her hand and didn't take it. After helping her mother into the house, she poured a cup of hot water.
"The nearest clinic is over 30 kilometers away, and there probably aren't any tricycles available at this time."
This place is a very backward little fishing village, with only two round trips of tricycles each day.
It provides a means of transportation for fishermen who have caught fish and are going to the market to sell them.
Ye Mengmeng rummaged through drawers and cabinets, finding a bunch of medicines and a sewing kit: "Take a look and see if these things can be used?"
Chang Yi, with his tall frame bent at a ninety-degree angle, said, "Thank you."
"I'll pay you when someone comes to pick us up."
Someone outside called Ye Mengmeng, and she ran out the door and closed it behind her.
Chang Yi didn't delay and gave Xu Si'an some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicine.
The man was burning up and unconscious, and Chang Yi kept squeezing water down his chin.
"Brother, eat up! If you're going to die, don't die in someone else's house."
Xu Si'an was hurt by his rough movements and was awakened by choking on water while swallowing.
When I cough, my entire abdomen and back hurt.
"Brother, you're awake?"
"Where?" Xu Si'an's vision was blurry, and the burn wounds on his back from the explosion must have become infected, causing him severe pain.
Chang Yi opened the sewing box: "I don't know where it is, let me sew up your wound first, otherwise you'll die before anyone comes to pick you up."
After finishing threading the needle, Chang Yi realized there was no alcohol, let alone any anesthetic.
Xu Si'an rested his hand on the wooden chair. Even though he was pale and disheveled, his innate air of nobility was impossible to ignore.
He noticed Chang Yi's hesitation: "Go ahead and sew it."
He wanted to live rather than die.
When the car exploded, he remembered Qiao Xu's post on WeChat Moments.
Will she, like she did four years ago, take all the blame upon herself?
Xu Si'an took off his blood-stained shirt, revealing a striking tattoo on the inside of his left arm.
The wooden door was pushed open, and Ye Mengmeng came in carrying a bucket of water.
She was stunned when she saw Xu Si'an, who was also shirtless.
This man is even more handsome now.
Looking down his face, the six or seven-centimeter wound on his abdomen was rather gruesome.
She put down the bucket: "You're planning to stitch up his wound like this?"
Chang Yi rinsed the needle and thread with the water he had just drunk: "Hmm."
Ye Mengmeng was silent for two seconds: "Wait a minute."
She went inside and came out again, holding a candle in her hand: "You should at least disinfect it."
Seeing Chang Yi holding the needle, she couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how? Or should I do it?"
Xu Si'an's face was expressionless; despite the deep wound, he seemed to feel no pain at all.
Chang Yi refused without hesitation: "I will, thank you."
Ye Mengmeng didn't care. That man was just good-looking, and he was still so aloof even though he was about to die.
She picked up her bucket and prepared to find a place to sit down, but then felt that she didn't seem to be in the right place, so she went outside again.
The bucket contained pearl oysters that had been caught from the sea. When the villagers went fishing, they could always catch some oysters and shells.
Ye Mengmeng bought the shells that people didn't want, pried them open, and took out the pearls inside.
If you're lucky enough to find one in good condition, you can sell it for a lot of money.
She would grind the inferior quality ones into powder.
Xu Si'an gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
The right thumb rubbed the little lamb on the inside of the left arm.
Chang Yi seemed quite skilled at this, and quickly stitched up the wound, finally stopping the bleeding.
"I'll try to contact Ah Gui and have him come pick us up."
Xu Si'an leaned back weakly in his chair and gave a soft "hmm": "I'll ask her what she wants and give it to her."
Chang Yi knew he was referring to Ye Mengmeng.
"I know, brother, you should rest for a while."
"He's not dead, he hasn't lost his memory, he hasn't cheated on his wife, and he hasn't fallen in love with anyone else. Don't worry!"
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